Dual Heritage: I’ll always tick the "other" box

As a child I craved for curly blonde hair, big blue eyes and, I dreamed of having a petite oval face with sunken cheeks. That way I could be pretty like the other girls, and better still, I could just fit in.

Instead I was tall, curvy, round faced with poker straight dark hair.

And to make things worse, I was a tom boy who loved to play football.

So the bullies had a field day because I didn’t “fit” any one group. I was a mix.